devscarapace

                         அன்புள்ள அப்பா Dads are extra special to daughters… Yes, Nandu is extraordinarily special to me. I always take pride in introducing myself to relatives and friends as “I am Nandu’s daughter”. Today on his birthday, I would embarrass him with abundant love, praise and acknowledgement. During my early childhood days, my memories are only around my thatha, because appa used to leave early before I woke up and reached home only around my bed time. I would then be anxious to see if he is pampering my sister or me. Obviously, my sister, younger to me by years two (fit to be only in zoo) will be looked upon first and receive the cuddle (That was my first envy on her).  During Sundays, he will be busy cleaning his scooter and rarely had any time for us.  As we grew, I remember him tucking us with bed time Sindbad stories and weekend getaways to beach. His life has not quite turned out as planned, I could see the burden of his responsibility but as all dada he